How can you miss something you never had; you’ve never even tried?
How can the longing for it be so great that you yearn for it constantly?
How can you dream of a paradise you’ve never seen in reality?
She scribbled in her notebook all during the entire flight. She’d lost count of the hours it took her to get there.
All she cared about was that she was finally going. There. To that place she had been dreaming of ever since her eyes fell on an advertorial in a travel magazine. Somewhere by chance.
But here – finally – by choice.
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